Idioma Origen:
there are things that i said i would never do
there are fears that i cannot believe will come true
so my soul is too sick and too little not too late
and myself... i have grown too weary to mate
the more i stay in here
the more it´s not so clear
the more i stay in here
the more i disappear
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i´m on
but now i´m not so sure
the line begins to blur
is there somebody on top of me?
i don´t know... i don´t know...
isn´t anyone stopping me
i don´t know... i don´t know...
why am i trying to hold my breath
i don´t know... i don´t know...
just how far down can i go?
i don´t know... i don´t know... i don´t know...
as i lie here in still
the fabric starts to tear
it´s far beyond repair
and i don´t even care
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i´m on
but now i´m not so sure
the line begins to blur
Idioma Destino:
there are things that i said i would never do
there are fears that i cannot believe will come true
so my soul is too sick and too little not too late
and myself... i have grown too weary to mate
the more i stay in here
the more it´s not so clear
the more i stay in here
the more i disappear
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i´m on
but now i´m not so sure
the line begins to blur
is there somebody on top of me?
i don´t know... i don´t know...
isn´t anyone stopping me
i don´t know... i don´t know...
why am i trying to hold my breath
i don´t know... i don´t know...
just how far down can i go?
i don´t know... i don´t know... i don´t know...
as i lie here in still
the fabric starts to tear
it´s far beyond repair
and i don´t even care
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i´m on
but now i´m not so sure
the line begins to blur